How to Live as a Tyrant’s Spoiled Brat Chapter 274

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“Yes, Your Majesty. I will bring it from the office now.”

“Ah, Jim told me to bring it over there. Then that’s enough. Jim will go.”

We moved from the reception room to Jaylilis' office.

The office, which was bustling with all kinds of officials during the day, was quiet at this time.

I don't know exactly what day it is today, but it seems like everyone left work early because it's the end of the year or New Year's.

The high-end candles and magic tool crystals cast a soft glow, and the vast glass windows overlooked the capital city.

Bright lights lined the avenue, and well-dressed men and women walked down the street, holding hands and making eye contact.

Although it was hard to see clearly because it was so far away, they seemed to be very amazed by the sight of bright lights lined up.

With crowds like that, the police must be on high alert to catch pickpockets.

Oh, to think of such things while looking at that wonderful sight.

It's a terrible occupational disease.

I shook my head slightly to clear my mind and asked.

“Is that… a streetlight?”

Jaylilith nodded.

“Yes. Why is it worth seeing? It gathers light during the day and emits it at night. It also has the power to drive away a little bit of corrosive energy.”

It was a languid yet satisfied voice.

“Now the darkness of night will not frighten my subjects.”

I smiled brightly and exclaimed in admiration.

“Your Majesty is the only one in this world who can accomplish something like that.”

“Haha. Yeah. Of course it would be like that.”

Jaylilith responded cheerfully, pulling out a luxurious wooden box from under her desk in her office.

The exuberance of the moment before disappeared like smoke, and a tremble that did not suit her voice appeared.

“I’ll tell you in advance that I didn’t create everything from start to finish. This was my first time with magic like this. I also borrowed the contents of the thesis written by the Ivory Tower School of Creation and the Imperial Palace Magic Workshop magician, Grand Duke Sereraji.”

“They are all Your Majesty’s subjects, so everything that is achieved by using them is Your Majesty’s achievement.”

I answered as usual, and Jaylilith frowned as if she didn't like something.

“!”

I was horrified that the answer that had worked for the past 40 years was not working, and I analyzed what she had just said again.

It was only then that I realized what I had missed.

“Also, I am deeply moved by the fact that Your Majesty has taken the time to care for me.”

I said this with a nervous heart.

If not for this, I could have been slapped in the face and my neck twisted for being too self-conscious.

No kidding, several of those who claimed to be close associates of Jaylilith before the Reversion actually died that way.

Thump thump.

I suppressed my heartbeat and looked at Jaylilith.

She turned around slowly.

The hem of her black dress billowed in the wind.

“Ha. It’s not that great. I just felt bad about my expensive uniform getting torn to shreds every time I fought, so don’t think about anything else.”

Her golden eyes were bright and shining, and her voice was clear and cool.

If anyone heard that, they would have thought I was declaring war.

But I saw her earlobes turn slightly red, and then the blood flow subsides as the blood magic manifests.

I opened the wooden box, doing my best not to laugh, never, never.

* * *

A sigh escaped me without me realizing it.

"oh my god……."

What was inside the box was a white uniform.

The uniform itself was a little more ornate than the one I was wearing now.

But the magic that was attached to it was something that even I, as of now, could not properly recognize.

Jaylilith said, looking out the window.

“I have already given you the armor, but in reality, when a real big war breaks out, I will just go to my parents’ house. You always go first and suppress the phone calls while burning yourself.”

Defensive and strengthening magic was inferior to that of knightly armor.

“If you dress so formally every day, it means you need authority when you go out.”

But the core magic felt in this uniform was not reinforcement, but restoration.

“So I decided to try my hand.”

Tsk tsk tsk.

As I slowly touched the uniform, the threads began to unravel and seep into my body as if they were alive.

It was as if the gloves I was wearing now, the 'invisible hand', were made of clothing.

“We guarantee fire resistance, so no matter how much fire you cause, you won’t be naked, and even if it’s torn and damaged, it will stick to itself. Your body too.”

"yes?"

“Even if the neck is cut off, the clothes will stick to you at that moment and sew the flesh and blood vessels together with thread.”

I had heard that there was a similar magical tool among the divine beings of the Eastern Continent.

But it was literally a divine object, something created directly by the god of light or the old things.

The Holy Emperor Jaerilis declared loudly.

“I won’t let you die in a place I don’t know about… … .”

But the declaration was cut off midway, and she cleared her throat once more.

“No. That’s enough. I don’t need to beat around the bush. … … I want you to come back alive. Even if you’re broken, torn, and tattered, I’ll somehow keep you alive, and I’ll even hold onto your soul that’s trying to leave your body. I just want you to come back alive.”

The candles in the office weren't very bright, but Jaylilith's face was reflected in the glass window like a mirror.

She looked down on her city, Soletaraon, like a delicate glass artifact that could shatter at any moment.

I turned my eyes vertically and aroused the spirit of the dragon, and also raised Az's power appropriately.

“You?”

Jaylilith looked back at me, and I met her golden eyes and said,

“Your Majesty, I will not make you wait long.”

Jaylilith took a deep breath.

Those sharp, sharp eyes wavered like a candle in the wind.

I opened my mouth slowly.

“It may be a bit odd to say this, but the position of a royal nobleman seems like one that involves constant debt.”

A debt to Sereraji who stayed up all night studying for me, a debt to Rudy who learned martial arts for me, a debt to Sir Tentia who risked her life for me.

“But it seems that this debt can only be repaid with victory, not tears.”

And I owe you that day.

“Your Majesty, I will become stronger.”

I found out that I could greatly increase the power of my flames by using Az's fragments.

If you practice a few times, you'll be able to handle it quickly.

Won't I be able to stand next to you someday?

I have that dream too.

Jaylilith laughed again.

“Okay. I won’t make you wait long.”

It was a very, very languid smile, with red lips forming an arrogant curve.

“Oh, I have one more thing to say.”

With a slight nod, white hair shook, and large snowflakes fell behind the glass window, while Jaylilith's backlit face took on a sinister expression.

"yes?"

I reacted like a fish on a line, and at that moment, bells rang in the cathedral far away.

The bell was so loud that her voice couldn't be heard properly.

“Congratulations on turning twenty, oppa.”

So, that must have been just my hallucination.

* * *

The New Year's Mass just ended.

Jaylilith returned to the palace first, and I decided to stay in the church and take care of a few things.

“Archduke Valencian! I love you.”

“Archduke Valencian! May the Lord bless you!”

This wasn't the talk of a construction guild leader who bribed me to get a contract, a court noble who bribed me to get the imperial transport business, or a robed noble who bribed me to get a job.

On one side was the Pope who once tried to burn me at the stake, and on the other side was the saint who once sent his knights to capture and imprison me.

“Haha. I am so humbled that the great Lord’s representatives have elevated me to such a lowly status.”

Pope Argus looked at me with eyes full of wisdom.

“Your Highness, what humble words are these? Thanks to your Highness, the grace of the Lord has been able to shine more brightly on Doroisen and the small kingdoms in the West beyond.”

If I were to interpret what he said, it would mean that thanks to my half-death experience of killing Doroisen, I was able to take control of all the churches and parishes in the West that had been virtually independent.

“Moreover, we recently signed an agreement with the Republic of Langso, which is renowned for its faithfulness. It is a day filled with laughter as we can share prayers and sacred objects with our brothers and sisters there.”

If I interpret what he said, it means that because I defeated Langsowa, I was able to grab the leashes of the Langsowa bishops who were playing around as they pleased and take away their advanced prayers and holy relics.

“You have received the holy relics as a symbol of reconciliation and peace, and you have donated them to the church. How can we not admire the faithfulness of the Archduke? The students of the Faculty of Theology will be very happy.”

Argos pointed to the winged spears, the Lancelot and the Siksa scriptures, and several other mass-produced sacred objects placed on one side.

I didn't know that an old man with such a strict look could smile so brightly.

If I were to interpret what he said, it would mean that thanks to the relics I plundered from Langsowa, the research on sharing sacred power and the plan to strengthen the purification force that were being implemented through the Academy had made great progress.

“Haha. I, Valencian, am at a loss for words at Your Majesty’s praise.”

As if they were done gilding each other's faces, Mateos opened his mouth slightly.

“Your Majesty. The research on the relics that we have been conducting on our own has achieved some results. The first is the force field method, which still requires more research, but the second method can be implemented immediately.”

“Oh. What is it?”

“It is a method of capturing the divine power in the gaze of light and radiating it to the surroundings.”

As soon as I heard that, the streetlights of Jaylilith came to mind.

“Your Majesty, I think we can achieve good results if we combine this with the streetlights that are currently being installed in the capital. With this light, the evil forces that take advantage of the darkness will be greatly reduced!”

Erosion is even more frightening because it usually progresses little by little.

If we spread the divine power everywhere to prevent ordinary people from becoming eroders, there will be fewer new people joining the erosion sect, and they will slowly die out.

Mateos nodded.

There was a hint of embarrassment in his deep eyes, and I quickly opened my mouth.

“Since this discovery was made by the church, worldly affairs should be handled by the imperial family. Leave everything to the imperial family, such as mass production, workshops, and industry-academic cooperation with the academy.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the saint and the pope breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

There have been many priests throughout history who tried to sell sacred items and had their divine powers taken away.

Even if it was for the sake of fighting the eroders, the very attempt to analyze and mass-produce the grace bestowed by God was blasphemous.

Even in the cathedral, there were considerable voices expressing concern that Mateos might lose his divine powers.

So, I guess I should take responsibility for this and take the blame and any possible punishment.

I have a favor to ask.

“Your Majesty, my sister has recently acquired two rare items and is studying them. They are related to the recently appeared great evil and are likely to be watched closely by many priests. Can we expect a little more flexibility in discernment?”

Mateos' face hardened.

“Umm… … .”

I was a fairly powerful royal, and the existence of the Archbishop Corruptor who had endured my flames was also watched very seriously by the church.

But if I took that arm away and purified it, it was certain that Sereraji would cry, or strike the cathedral with lightning, or strike while crying.

He looked a bit embarrassed for a moment, and I took a piece of parchment out of my bosom and handed it to them both.

“This is the sincerity my sister shows at church.”

Pope Argus glared at the amount.

“That’s too much money to turn down.”

We laughed happily and drank fragrant, expensive tea.

okay.

If you talk and compromise like this, you will be able to solve any problem one by one.

So, those who can't communicate should be roasted.

* * *

“Your Majesty the Archbishop!”

“Oh, unity!”

“Is it true that Archduke Valencian has become this powerful?”

“It may be an irreverent thing to say, but perhaps even the One… … .”

The archbishop staggered as if he would collapse at any moment, with black smoke and black powder emanating from his entire body.

The red flames, like a dragon's tongue, were digging into the body viciously, following the will of its owner.

The large priests supported the archbishop, and smoke also came out of their hands.

The archbishop spoke in a sinister voice.

“Young Soletaras has become too strong.”

"underneath."

“As always, we must catch Soletaras as Soletaras.”

One of the priests spoke cautiously.

“I will arrange a meeting with Justinian, Your Majesty.”

The archbishop nodded.

“Do so.”